After all the showering and getting dressed, eating breakfast and drinking ketchup, the trio were eventually ready to start on their way out the house and down the street to start walking to the nearby town where Frisk had to go to have the important meeting. Toriel and Asgore were already aware that they'd be seeing Frisk there with Sans and Undyne, and they were perfectly happy with them being there to walk with her.

With conversation to pass the time, the group eventually arrived at the building that they were supposed to be at. This place, of course, seemed to be littered with security guards at every entrance, as whoever was supposed to be at this meeting, was obviously a big deal on the surface. This place was where Frisk tended to have all the important discussions alongside Toriel and Asgore, trying to sort out monster's rights, trying to make things fair for everyone. Even after years of being freed from underground, there were still problems that needed sorting here and there. Humans could still be extremely prejudice against monsters, and Frisk felt like that was a problem that REALLY needed to be fixed.

Walking towards the main entrance, the group were of course stopped by a quite tall, intimidating security guard standing before the doors. He seemed to look curiously at the three behind his black cliche shades. He rose a brow, seeming to stand expectantly waiting for at least one of them to speak. 

"Yeah?" He questioned. "What do you three want?"

"I'm here for a meeting. Toriel and Asgore Dreemurr are supposed to be waiting for me along with some others." Frisk answered, despite the fact that the guy was in fact quite scary. He paused for a moment before going to speak again.

"Name?" 

"Frisk Dreemurr." Frisk replied. When Frisk said that, the guard before them seemed to place a finger to his ear and he began muttering under his breath. Both Sans and Undyne shared a look, as they figured the man had to be wearing an earpiece and he was probably speaking to whoever was inside. Sans couldn't help but look up and notice a security camera on the wall of the building, angled right at them. It was obviously to monitor who entered and exited the building. However, he couldn't help but shift from one foot to the other, the thought of being watched making him feel weirdly uneasy.

Eventually, the man turned his attention back to them, as he seemed to be done talking into the little microphone that was attached to his shirt. "Alright, you three can go in. You have to wear these passes though, just in case." He added, handing each of them passes to wear around their necks. They happily accepted them, thanked him for allowing them through and sure enough almost the moment they got inside, they were introduced to another person who still just looked as stern and serious as the last person.

"Follow me." They spoke, motioning for them to follow. "So, you're Frisk Dreemurr? The others are waiting for you on the second floor. We'll have to take the elevator to get to them. Though, you do understand that whilst you are in the meeting, Frisk, you are not to allow your two friends to join you. They must wait outside, you understand?" 

"Of course." Frisk nodded, just as they entered the elevator. 

"What's the big deal anyway? You guys just don't want us knowing too much?" Undyne asked as she crossed her arms with a frown. The woman nodded.

"Precisely. Anything that is discussed in these meetings stays strictly between the Dreemurr family and whoever else is SUPPOSED to be involved. You two may be monsters, and this meeting may be about discussing monster rights, but that does not mean you can listen in. I'm sorry if this disappoints you, but that's just the way things are." She said, as they reached the second floor. She continued leading them down a hallway, through another door to ANOTHER hallway, before they finally stopped at one single door. The lady gave a light knock on the door, and soon enough it was opened by Toriel who smiled a bright smile, glad to see all three of them at once.

"Frisk, Sans, Undyne! How lovely it is to see you three!" 

"Hi mum!" Frisk waved before looking to Sans and Undyne. "Listen, you guys just sit on the seats out here," She said, pointing at some conveniently placed chairs. "This might take awhile, so you guys could just have conversation or something to entertain yourselves."

"Sure thing, Frisk." Undyne nodded, before allowing her to go inside and with that, the door was firmly shut in their face. Once Undyne and Sans had taken their seats, the woman left to attend to business elsewhere. 

"you know, these seats are pretty comfortable. could probably fall asleep here..."

"Smh, that's nice for some." Undyne replied as she sat with her arms crossed. "Do you think that Frisk is going to be able to get things fixed? I mean, don't get me wrong. She's an amazing ambassador, and I'm so grateful for what she did for us, getting us out from the underground. She's a good person." Undyne paused, as she looked slightly more glum. "However, not everyone agrees with her. I think even she knows that, you know that... She could probably keep having meetings with people all the time and it wouldn't even matter because nothing would change." 

"well, aren't you optimistic?" Sans mocked, as Undyne rolled her eye with an exhale of air. "look, i get it. but c'mon, it's frisk. maybe things will come around." 

"We can only hope." Undyne said. "I'd hate for things to get worse, Sans. Things are pretty stable right now, but if anything was to go wrong...?" Undyne pressed, causing Sans himself to sigh and look more down than he did just seconds prior. If anything went wrong, he knew what would happen. 

Frisk would probably reset. 

Of course, Undyne wasn't aware of the fact that Frisk had the power to do this. No one except Sans, Gaster, Chara and Flowey knew she had the power to do this. But they all kept their mouths shut about it, knowing that it would be for the best not to mention it to anyone else. He just hoped that things would be handled smoothly. But obviously he couldn't help but worry about there being another reset... He didn't want to have to start over again. He didn't want to have to lose the last few years he's had up here with Frisk and everyone else. He was sick and tired of living the same things over and over, not being able to escape the endless loop of reset after reset. 

"Sans..? Sans!" Undyne called his name. He rose his eyebrows, looking towards her once more as he saw her frowning back at him with concern. "I said your name like ten times. Where were you? Planet Mars? You looked as tense as anything. I didn't mean for my thoughts to bring you down or anything."

"huh...? oh, sorry... no, i was just... thinking, that's all." Sans murmured. "i really think i didn't get enough sleep last night..."

"Well, if you're really that tired, then you can sleep while we wait for Frisk. We'll wake you up when it's time to leave." 

"really? thanks, bud." Sans grinned a little as Undyne smirked a toothy grin back at him.

"Any time, punk." 

****

"Sans?" A voice called out to the skeleton from the darkness which surrounded him. He narrowed his eyes, wondering just how the hell he exactly got here. He was sitting in a chair next to Undyne what felt like just moments ago. And now he was here, in what looked like the middle of nowhere. Just a pitch black void. 

"Sans?" They called again. It sounded like Frisk, but Sans couldn't seem to see them anywhere. 

"frisk?!" Sans replied back into the endless abyss. Except this time, he got no reply. Nothing.

Nobody Came. 

Just what in the world was going on? Was he having one of those weird dreams he had every now and then? It had become less of a reoccurring thing these days, having nightmares. Especially since Chara was no longer a murdering psychopath in this timeline. So just what exactly was this if this wasn't reality? Before he could even answer his own questions, the skeleton in the blue hoodie was surprised to see Frisk actually emerge from the dark before him. But something felt weirdly off about this.

She had a knife in her hand.

"frisk...?" Sans repeated. Without even saying a thing, Frisk seemed to race towards him, knife in hand. His eyes widened as he barely had any time to react, just barely dodging her knife swing by what had to be a couple of particles. Then he had to dodge again and again, seeing as she wasn't going to just give up after one knife slash.

"FRISK! STOP!" Sans shouted a final time, right before he let out a pained gasp. He had tried to dodge yet another attack, with not much success. The blade within Frisk's hand had connected with his ribs quite harshly and seemed to cut into them as if they were nothing. But he had more than 1 HP now! There's no way he could die in that one hit! At least, that's what he thought before he found himself fading away to his downfall. 

****

"SANS!" Frisk's voice shouted at her skeletal boyfriend, which caused him to jolt awake in a shaking, slightly sweaty mess. His eyes were wide and his pupils seemed pretty small, as he had seemed to wake up in a complete panic. "Sans...?" 

"f-frisk...?" Sans stuttered, staring back at her. His eyes then slowly went over to Undyne, who was standing beside her with an anxious look on her face. "y-you... i mean, you...?"

"Are you okay...?" Frisk frowned, kneeling down so she didn't stand so tall over Sans who was still sitting upon the chair. To her surprise, he practically dived at her, pulling her into a hug as he buried his face into her shoulder. "What's wrong?" 

However, what exactly wasn't so much of a surprise, is that Sans simply said nothing. He just cowered into her shoulder as he shook his head, not wanting to say another word as whatever he had just gone through had clearly shook him up. Frisk sighed, gently rubbing his back with her hand to calm him down. "It's okay, Sans. You don't have to tell me what's up, for now. Let's just get home, okay? I've had a long day, and it's been really exhausting..." 

"okay..." Was all Sans could simply reply with, as Frisk helped him up off the floor on legs that practically felt like they were made of jelly. Normally he wasn't someone who scared easily. But when he saw Frisk like that again after all these years, seeming to be in what looked like another timeline, it honestly spooked him to his core.

Please... No more RESETS...